May 2013
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Sing, O Muse!
The Odyssey famously begins with an exhortation, here translated by Robert Fagles: Sing to me of the man, Muse, the man of twists and turns driven time and again off course, once he had plundered the hallowed heights of Troy. And sing Homer almost certainly did. The epic tradition was one of song, in which the poet would re-work the framework of each story with every telling, building up...
May 15th
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“I think one of the most common misperceptions about the Old Masters is to...”
– David Hockney, from part 5 of this great piece of journalism.
May 9th
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Italian Lessons at Sea
My ship steamed out of Barcelona in the late afternoon. I had reserved a bunk in a four-person cabin aboard an overnight ferry to Genoa. The four-bunk cabin is the modern equivalent of steerage: the least expensive available passage that doesn’t involve sleeping on a deck chair under an open sky. The ship was a monstrous hotel-floatant, a little bit Vegas, a little bit Pasadena. The decor was...
May 2nd
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May 1st
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April 2013
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Apr 29th
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Apr 24th
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“It has been found that electronic calculators often require elaborate logic...”
– Logic Machines and Diagrams, Martin Gardner
Apr 18th
“What collegiality means in practice is: ‘He knows how to operate...”
– David Graeber
Apr 17th
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“The amount of wealth that an economy can create is limited by the amount of...”
– Mr. Soddy’s Ecological Economy
Apr 11th
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Borges and Boyer
From the wonderful Borges episode of BBC’s Arena: INTERVIEWER: Borges, you speak of HG Wells. In what way did he influence you? BORGES: I think he taught me that a fantastic story should — to be accepted by the imagination, he said that his stories used only one fantastic element. For example, he wrote Invisible Man, about a lone invisible man in London. Then another,...
Apr 7th
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“If nature has made any one thing less susceptible than all others of exclusive...”
– Thomas Jefferson, Letter to Isaac McPherson, August 13, 1813
Apr 6th
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March 2013
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Mar 30th
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“Facebook is available 24/7 and for the most part, so am I. The days when I even...”
– Sheryl Sandberg’s idea of a life well lived.
Mar 27th
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“Our main result, which is independent of the market considered, is that standard...”
– Are random trading strategies more successful than technical ones?
Mar 24th
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“Psychologically, the economic aim of the individual is, always has been, and...”
– Frederick Soddy, 1921
Mar 23rd
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Mar 23rd
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“If he does not fervently feel it to be pleasanter and sweeter to return from a...”
– Montaigne, from an Essai on education.
Mar 15th
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Mar 14th
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“Although the whole of this life were said to be nothing but a dream and the...”
– Leibniz, whose sentiments I share regarding “brains in vats”, “it’s all a dream”, &c.
Mar 13th
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“Culture and refinement all alone are not enough to do so. Ideal aspirations are...”
– William James, What Makes a Life Significant
Mar 8th
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February 2013
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“I think that to all living things there is a pleasure in the exercise of their...”
– William Morris, Useful Work versus Useless Toil, 1883.
Feb 20th
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Feb 17th
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Feb 1st
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Feb 1st
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January 2013
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Jan 30th
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Jan 29th
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Looking out the window of his lifepod, the astronaut records his observations: — I see liquid water on the planet’s surface. The computer says the temperature will reach 9C in a few hours. I’m going to don my space suit and visit a café for lunch.
Jan 29th
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This quarry cries on havoc. O proud death, What feast is toward in thine eternal cell, That thou so many princes at a shot So bloodily hast struck? — Hamlet: Act 5, Scene 2. A NOTE LEFT ON THE FLOOR OF A CAVE We have read the instructions for departure. The ship will do most of the work, thankfully. At least our scientists got that much right. We’ll sail above the moon and...
Jan 29th
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Jan 26th
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Jan 24th
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 23rd
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Jan 21st
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His hair uncombed and unsung music in his mouth, Declan contemplates the geological skeleton that underlies the surrounding fields as glasses of neat whisky whisk past his pint of plain. He fancies every farm and wants nothing more than to drip his life quietly away in the country, but there are no prospects, and sober and smiling days are well behind him. He lives all day on his morning meal,...
Jan 19th
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Jan 19th
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THE PARADOX OF LIFE
A bit beyond perception’s reach I sometimes believe I see that Life is two locked boxes, each containing the other’s key. — Piet Hein
Jan 18th
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Jan 18th
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Jan 17th
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Jan 15th
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Jan 15th
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Circling, proceeding, halting, the sun sits still and waits to watch them recline on a blanket beneath trees, picnic basket open, champagne glasses in hand. Love illuminating this frozen moment, he gives silent thanks to be here and now and not pushing a wheelbarrow before the eyes and the noise of the lucky few with time etching his skeleton on a gravestone.
Jan 12th
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Jan 11th
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“If there are 10 readers out there, let’s assume I’m never going to reach two of...”
– George Saunders
Jan 10th
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Jan 10th
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Jan 9th
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We sat silent, not yet tired of being ourselves, each holding the end of a yarn the length of life and counting mingled mingling threads woven by warp and woof with living flowers. Petals floated in the air, turning slowly as they fell, each coloured by our circumstances. Marveling at strange discoveries, we became the prey of restless foolish impulses — responsive curves magnetically...
Jan 8th
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Jan 7th
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Jan 7th
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“When seriously explored, the short story seems to me the most difficult and...”
– Truman Capote
Jan 6th
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I still walk about my yesterdays along familiar footpaths, and cannot — even in an uncertain whisper — tell the present what it was to have seen in shattered windows faintly reflected starlight.
Jan 5th
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